考試太多了~~so then writing a poen to release my hopelessness
Dawn of Death
He who leads death
Hades.
Strings of venomous poison
Pull out our spirits
Away from,
Where butterfly gracefully
Weaves spring
As crickets and bees noisily
Buzzing a concert
Soft velvet petals of
Newborn roses
Bloom beneath
Hands of glowing
Sphere.
With gentle touch of
Cool wind.
Along the freshness of
April showers.
Creating an incense
Of Aphrodite,
She who brings nectar of
Love to those in need.
When he snatches away
The soul,
Unwillingly fought
To stay close to Aphrodite,
Grimaced at the face of death.
mmm~~~hope no one minds a poem coming out of nowhere :p
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